Infinitely Losing My Edge
Yeah, I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
The kids are coming up from behind.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids from Kiribati and from Bremen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Human League show in Sheffield.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids whose footsteps I hear when they get on the decks.
I'm losing my edge to the internet seekers who can tell me every member of every good group from 1962 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon kids in little jackets and borrowed nostalgia for the unremembered nineties.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
I can hear the footsteps every night on the decks.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971 at the first Neu! practice in a loft in Düsseldorf.
I was working on the clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart started up his first band.
I told him, "Don't do it that way. You'll never make a dime."
I was there.
I was the first guy playing Skaos to the dance kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
Everybody thought I was crazy.
We all know.
I was there.
I was there.
I've never been wrong.
But I'm losing my edge to better-looking people with better ideas and more talent.
And they're actually really, really nice.
I'm losing my edge.
I heard you have a compilation of every good song ever done by anybody.
Every great song by Toni Rubio. All the underground hits.
All Tres Demented tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every David Bowie record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a MC5 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Durutti Column,
Bill Wells,
ABC,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Average White Band,
Visage,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Rakim,
the Bar-Kays,
Chris & Cosey,
In Retrospect,
Sparks,
Franke,
Soulsonic Force,
Moby Grape,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Freddie Wadling,
Marine Girls,
The Real Kids,
Ten City,
Warren Ellis,
D'Angelo,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Khruangbin,
Girls At Our Best!,
Joe Finger,
Flamin' Groovies,
Zapp,
Fela Kuti,
The Walker Brothers,
Joey Negro,
Tropical Tobacco,
Jeru the Damaja,
Tim Buckley,
Danielle Patucci,
Steve Hackett,
Shuggie Otis,
Arcadia,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Archie Shepp,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Soul II Soul,
The Monks,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Groovy Waters,
Michelle Simonal,
MDC,
Tres Demented,
Eve St. Jones,
EPMD,
Whodini,
E-Dancer,
F. McDonald,
The Golliwogs,
The Blackbyrds,
Rites of Spring,
Mr. Review,
Lakeside,
Crash Course in Science,
Johnny Clarke,
Main Source,
Electric Prunes,
X-101, X-101, X-101, X-101.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.